okay! so as promised here's the update....enjoy

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They both did his special breakfast, talking anything and everything. Then they both decided to go for a drive so now they were sitting in the car, going for a long drive.

Shehnaaz

I am feeling so relaxed and calm right now. So light after sharing this decision about my studies with him. Honestly, I was afraid of his reaction and Anu's reaction as well, which is yet to come. And I know she will chop me off after hearing this. But thankfully I have him on my side now. Although I am not 100% sure about my decision. I don't know if it's really a good decision. I don't know what the future holds for me but I know one thing that it will not be easy but I am ready for it.

"Kya soch rahi hai, baby?" I came back on earth listening to his voice.

"Kuch nahi," I smiled at him. He also smiles and pecked my hand which he was holding since we got into the car. I don't remember when was the last time I felt this happy and relaxed.

"Music?" I asked to which he smiled and nodded. I switched the FM on. Okay, this song fits the situation so nicely.

Matlabi ho ja zara matlabi
Duniya ki sunta hai kyun
Khud ki bhi sun le kabhi

Matlabi ho ja zara matlabi
Duniya ki sunta hai kyun
Khud ki bhi sun le kabhi

Kuch baat ghalat bhi ho jaaye
Kuch der ye dil bhi kho jaaye
Befikar dhadkane, iss tarah se chale
Shor goonje yahaan se wahaan

Sooraj dooba hai yaaron
Do ghoont nashe ke maaro
Raste bhula do saare gharbaar ke
Sooraj dooba hain yaaron
Do ghoont nashe ke maaro
Gham tum bhula do saare sansaar ke

"This song fits in the situation so perfectly right," he said making me look at him as I thought the same thing.

"Hmm...You know I always feel that music can express the feeling, that words can't." I said, sighing. Music was, is, and will always be my best friend.

"True that. Accha yahan se paidal chalte hai. Maza ayega. Will do shopping and enjoy street food. What say?" He asked and I jumped nodding in excitement.

"Okay, okay. Somebody is super excited haan," he commented parking the car on the side.

"Oh yes,  I just love strolling on streets, trying different food. Shopping is although not so my hobby but food...Yummy yummy food." I said licking my lips. We got down of the car. He held my hands and we are now roaming on the streets.

"Hey look, there's a fest or something. Stall vagera lage hai. Chal na vahan chalte hai." I said super excited.

"Chal" he said holding my hand and taking me there.

"It's not a fest. I thought ki fest hoga and bohot sare cheeze karne milengi and maza ayega. Yahan to bas shops hi shops hai. Chal kahi aur jaten hai, mujhe vaise bhi shopping ka koi shock nahi." I said sulking. He chuckled looking at me.

"Areh...tu sad kyun ho rahi hai. Yahan bhi bohot maza ayega tujhe. Yeh ek exhibition type samajhle, yahan rajasthan se log atain hai apna saman bechne. You know all these people have made cooperation over there and they collectively make all this stuff and then sell it here. Fir jitna bhi profit hota hai vo sara apas mein bat lete hai. Yahan par sab kuch tujhe handmade milega. Pure ethnic and authentic things, kuch bhi yahan machine-made nahi hai. Infact yahan sirf shops hi nahi, thoda age jayenge to vahan log apna talent dikhte milenge. Dance, music, art aur bhi bohot kuch and everything is folk. Aur rahi bat tere yummy yummy food ki to yahan tujhe thet Rajasthani kana milega, bajre ki roti, lasoon ka achar, dal bati ghee se bhari hui aur bhi bohot kuch." He explained to me. It all seems so amazing.

"Wow! But tujhe itna sab kaise pata." I asked still stunned with the information he just gave me.

"Main bohot baar aya hoon yahan isiliye." He told me. I nodded understanding.

"Sidharth babu..." A group of old uncles came towards us, folding his hands in front of him.

"App yahan ane vale the, je to hume pato hi na tha. Agar khabar hoti to app logon ka sawagat bohot hi dhoom dhaam se karte hum sab." He said in a Rajasthani accent. (Guys mujhe Rajasthani ati nahi, just tried a little.)

"Uski koi zaroorat nahi hai kakusa. Main to bas yunhi yahan aa gaya." He said to them, but how do they know each other and why were they treating him with so much respect? Not that I didn't like it but still...

"Umm... Sidharth how do you know them and why are they treating you like some celebrity?" I asked him, making them turn their eyes towards me.

"Sidharth babu yeh apki bindni hai ke..." They asked him taking me by shock.

"What..N..."

"Ji...Ji yeh meri patni hai. Shehnaaz gill Shukla." He said cutting me in between. I looked at him, even more, shocked than before. What the hell is going on here?

"Are waah...bindni sa. Akhir kar apse mulakat ho hi gayi. Padhariye...Are sham ki maa idhar aoo." Some uncle called his wife I guess. Now I am horrified. Ho kya raha hai yahan. The lady came cladded in a proper Rajasthani dress.

"Bindni sa ye meri dharam patni hai. App iske sath jake hatt ke maje lo. Apko chinta karan ki koi zaroorat na se aur yahan se jo bhi chaho le sakte ho. Koi bhi apse paise na lega... Ja leja inhe." He said to his wife. I looked at Sidharth horrified. Mujhe nahi jana yaar, main kaise, yahan sab mujhe iski biwi samajh rahe hai. Main iska qatal kar dungi ajj. I turned towards him and gave him a DO-SOMETHING-OR-I'LL-KILL-YOU look. He gulped looking at me and immediately turned towards them.

"Are, kakusa iski koi jaroorat nahi hai. Hum to bas aise hi aa gaye the." He tried to stop them but I don't think they have understood.

"Are to kya hua, appne humre vaste itna kuch kiya hai, hum itna to kar hi sake hai app logon ke vaste." The old uncle said. Abe yaar aise kya kar diya hai isne jo yeh log ise sar par chada rhe hai.

"Aisa bhi kya kiya hai tune sidharth." I said with greeted teeth. I will chop him off now, yeh kya drama hai yaar.

"Hey bhagwaan, yeh ajj kal ki choriyan, ho ke gaya in logon ki buddhi ko. Kyun re chori, apne pati ka naam leve hai aur tu tu karke bat kare hai ri tu. Sharam na avein ke." One of the ladies coming towards us spoke. She looks like the eldest of them all. Yaar ab aur drame honge yahan.

"App..." I was about to say something but...

"Are kaki sa...App bhi yahan hai pata hi nahi tha mujhe to." He again cut me in between. I looked away as I am not at all liking this.

"Jita reh chore, khub taraki kar aur apni bindni ko kuch tameez sikha." She again taunted. Abhi batati hoon.

"Aunty ji app..."

"Arey shehnaaz kya kar rahi hai pair choo kaki sa ke. Please yaar, I'll explain everything to you. Abhi ke lie just play along please." He whispered in my ears.

"You are soo dead," I whispered and did as told so.

"Han han kush reh. Par chori apne pati ka nam lena aur use tu tu karke bulana accha na hove. Tu to hindustani hai aur hindustani choriyon ko yeh bat samajhni chahiye. Samjhi." I nodded, forcing a smile on my face.

"Iska to naam hi maine ajj duniya se mita dena hai aunty ji...Fir kya hi accha aur kya bura." I murmured only for him to listen, which he did and gulped.

"Ke boli?" She asked me.

"Samajh gayi, yeh bola maine abhi." I said giving her a forced smile.

"Are bhaya sab log aa jao, katputli ka khel shuru hone vala hai." Someone from behind shouted.

"Chalo sidharth babu, apko yahan ka katputli khel dikhate hai." The old uncle said.

"Uncle ji app chaliye hum abhi atein hai. Mujhe sidh...I mean inse kuch bat karni hai." I said smiling at the aunty ji. Aisa dekh rahi hai jaise abhi kha jayengi.

"Thara hi bind hai, koi churake na le ja raha chori. Bat to ghar par bhi ho sake hai, chal abhi." everybody laughed. Ugghh...Problem kya hai in aunty ji ki.

"I want you at that jewelry store in 5 mins. Samjhe pati dev nahi to in sab ke sath Rajasthan chale jana. Okay PATI-DEV." I whispered to him and left from there. I swear the amount of irritation I am feeling right now is beyond any level. Ek aur line un aunty ji ne boli hoti to I would have lost it.

"Baby sun na, mein tujhe bad me sab batata hu na. Abhi dekh sab kaise dekh rahe hai. Chal na please." He pleaded to me.

"Are you serious?" I yelled turning towards him. He immediately kept his palm on my mouth.

"Shh...Dheere bol." He whispered. I bit his hand making him wince in pain.

"Mera na dimag bohot kharab ho raha hai. Vo aunty ji samajhti kya hai apne app ko. Mai kyu seekhu unse manners. Aur yeh kya drama laga rakha hai pati patni and all." I whisper yelled at him.

"Khali pati patni accha hai, yeh all mat laga." He said acting innocent. I gasped at him hitting his foot by mine making him jump in pain.

"Do you really think that your charm would work right now? I swear this is making me more furious. I will kill you." I said gritting my teeth to control myself from shouting at him in front of everyone.

"Sorry na jaan, bas thodi der ki bat hai. Chal na, sab dekh rahe hai." He pleaded with puppy eyes. I sighed because I am helpless in front of this cute face.

"24 ghante hue nahi girlfriend bane hue, isne to biwi hi bana diya. Man kar raha hai muh tod du iska par dekhte hi taras aa jata hai, aisi cute cute shakle jo banata hai." I murmured walking ahead of him. He followed behind grinning.

"Battisti dikhana band kar nahi to tod dungi." I said turning towards him making him hide his smile the oher instant.

We sat on the khatiya, what they called it. The puppet show is about to start but I can't enjoy it because yaha ki auntiyon ko khusar pusar karne ki adat hai shayad. Aur mera dimag bhi kam thodi hai, usi taraf jayega.

'Vaise to sundar se sidharth babu ki lugai, par agar yeh angrezi kapdo ki jagah kuch hindustani pehenti to zada futri (means beautiful) lagti.' han apka bas chale to pehena do merko yeh kapde ki than. Patani inhe garmi nahi lagti kya. Yeh log to Rajasthan mein rehete hai, vahan to aur garmi hoti hogi.

'khali futri hone se kuch na hove hai. Tameez bhi to honi chahiye na. Bade logan ke samne sar dhakna to door, yeh to apne pati ko naam se bulave hai.' yaar aunty ji app to peeche hi pad gayi mere. Yeh kya bat hui yaar. Pehele to vo mera pati nahi aur dusra naam leke konsa pap kar diya maine.

"Tu tension kyu le rahi hai baby, tere is pati ko accha lagta hai jab tu use naam se bulati hai." He whispered in my ears. I smacked myself for saying it loud for him to hear. I turn a little red so I looked away.

"Hayeee kitni futri lagti hai meri...Kya bolte hai, haan bindni, sharmate hue." He said making me go redder.

"Main teri biwi nahi hoon, so stop it." I tried to act stern but I know I am failing terribly.

"Biwi nahi bindni. Aur abhi nahi hai, kabhi to banegi." He whispered.

"In your dreams." I said flipping my hair, smirking at him.

"To tu mujhse shadi nahi karegi." He asked raising his brows.

"Nahi" I passed him a forced smile.

"Shadi to teri mujhse hi hogi." He stated making me look at him with furrowed eyes.

"Tu sochta reh jo tujhe sochna hai, I don't care," I said looking ahead.

"Soch to maine rakha hai, sharafat se nahi mani to utha ke le jaunga. Par shadi to tujhse hi karunga." He whispered coming so close to my ears that his lips touched my skin, sending shivers deep down my spine. It would be a lie if I say that I didn't like his authorized tone or his claim over me. This possessiveness is new for me and I am liking it. Thankfully the show started making him pull himself back. I didn't look at him as I am totally red and my breathing is slightly uneven.

There's a puppet show going on but my mind is still stuck to his words, still stuck on this new feeling of being someone's priority, feeling of someone being possessive for me. He held my hand and rubbed it with his thumb. His touch is calming me down. I think he knows what's going on in my mind.

The puppet show ended and some dancers came dancing on a Rajasthani song. Few of the girls asked me to come over but I refused, feeling shy. They came over to me and pulled me with them but I am still feeling awkward. I looked at him. He smiled and blinked his eyes encouraging me. I bit my lower lip smiling and joined the ladies. After some time I looked back at him but he was talking to some elder uncles there. Meanwhile, some of the ladies dancing, took me from there, where? I don't know.

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Promo: sid and Sana spending the whole day as bind and bindni (means husband and wife) and more fun and happy moments to come.

I don't know from where this plot came into my mind, it just came so I wrote. Tell me how's it.

The target for the next update.

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